I turned and watched as Sarah pushed the sheet off of her. She spread her legs and ran her hands up and down each inner thigh. This lasted a good fifteen seconds when she suddenly ended one stroke by running both hands onto her mound, squeezing her thighs over her hands and then opening her legs again. She left her right hand on her mound and began to circle her outer lips, concentrating on the very top of her slit. Every pass over her clit caused her to press downward quite hard, I thought it must almost hurt, but she continued. Then, in ever smaller circles, her first three fingers of her right hand drew closer and closer to her clit until they were incessantly circling that magic button. Her left hand had then moved between her legs as well and her middle finger was tickling her labia and just barely invading her hole as her clit got more and more pressure directly on it. .....